"Your Majesty of Rus," The King began, "you asked me earlier for my alliance terms. You have now seen with your own eyes what Xavier is capable of, and what this kingdom has quietly nurtured. The matter before us is not a trivial one. What he has achieved could alter the very foundations of power in this world."
The emperor gave a short nod, his heavy brow furrowing. "I do not deny it. What I saw today will not be forgotten. My empire cannot afford to look away from such a force. Speak plainly. What do you want of me?"
The King straightened, his gaze sharpening. "We are willing to share the knowledge of spatial teleportation with Rus."
The emperor's face lit up immediately, his lips parting in the faintest smile, but before he could voice his satisfaction, the King raised a hand. "But not with Rus alone. We intend to bring in a third party...Lechia."
